Marisa Miladinovic

It’s 1640 and I’m a slave, at the age of 15 years old. I was upset that I was taken from my family. Where I live I work in the fields with the plants and the cows. My skills are getting the food to the place that I have to live. The obstacles I faced during the journey are people taking some of the slaves to their new slave house, and we don’t see them anymore. I figured out what to do is the help of the other slaves, but when the escape I don’t go with them, because they might get shot. My fear of punishment is when some slave is getting smacked with the whip, or getting shot by a gun.
When I got back to the slave house there were two men waiting for me there. When I saw them through the window, I went back to the woods, so the don’t smack me with the whip or anything. But running away was bad, so I turned around and went back to the slave house, and the told me, that I was sold to someone else. So they took me to that person. That person paid $106 dollars, and I had to say bye to the people that I lived with at the old slave house.